Blaze, the fiery princess of the Sol Empire, sat at a table laden with food, a sight that was rare for the disciplined royal. She picked up a fork and hesitated, her eyes flicking between the fork and the plate. With a determined look on her face, she speared a piece of food and brought it to her mouth. Her eyes widened as she chewed, a surprised look spreading across her face.
"Hmm, not bad," she murmured to herself, taking a deep breath. She stabbed another piece of food and brought it to her mouth, resolute in her decision to gain weight and achieve a more satisfying figure.
As she continued to eat, she couldn't help but notice her stomach gurgling in protest. She ignored it, determined to reach her goal. But as the gurgling grew louder and more persistent, she couldn't ignore it any longer. She clutched her stomach, a pained expression on her face.
Just as she was about to excuse herself, her handmaidens entered the room, chattering amongst themselves. They fell silent as they saw Blaze eating, their eyes widening in shock. Blaze, not used to company during meals, waved them off awkwardly.
"I am fine, thank you," she said, her cheeks flushed.
The handmaidens exchanged worried glances, but Blaze ignored them and continued to eat. However, as the gurgling grew louder and more insistent, Blaze couldn't ignore it any longer. She stood up, her face pale.
"Excuse me," she muttered, and rushed out of the room.
The handmaidens exchanged worried glances, then followed after Blaze. They found her in the bathroom, clutching the toilet.
"I'm sorry," she gasped, her voice muffled. "I didn't think this would happen."
The handmaidens exchanged sympathetic glances, then helped Blaze up. "Maybe you should take it slow," one suggested gently.
Blaze nodded, feeling embarrassed and disappointed. She had been so determined to reach her goal. But as she returned to her chambers, she realized that this journey would be more complicated than she thought. She'll have to take it one step at a time.
"Perhaps I was too hasty," she mused to herself, a wry smile on her face. "This new appetite of mine will take some getting used to."
She lay down on her bed, her mind racing with thoughts of food and weight gain. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to see it through.
"I will conquer this new appetite," she declared, her voice firm. "And I will emerge stronger and more satisfied than ever before."
With that, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, ready to face the challenges of her new journey.
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